You’re In Love With An Idiot《你却爱着一个傻逼》Que Ai Zhao Yi Ge Shao
Chapter 91: Depression in the dark corner
Jian Sui Ying was dressed in a single coat and it was more than 10 degrees below zero outside, but he could not feel the cold and walked on.
He didn't know where Jian Sui Lin had parked his car. He was too lazy to find it. His only idea was to leave the place where he wanted to vomit as soon as possible.
Li Yu catches up from behind, took off his coat and puts it on him. He just wants to hold him.
Jian Sui Ying pushed him away in disgust and continued walking along the main road.
On the morning of New Year's Day, the streets are empty like no one is in the city. There are only a few cars running on the road, let alone renting a car is a problem. He hasn’t seen a taxi since he came out.
Li Yu did not desperately take his coat to cover him and hugged him tightly. "Don't move, Brother Jian... Don't move."
Jian Sui Ying slammed his elbow into his waist. Li Yu had suffered a lot of injuries. The pain caused his face to change, but he still did not let go. He wrapped his coat around Jian Sui Ying's body and choked and said, "Brother Jian, please don't move. Come back with me, come home with me, I beg you..."
Li Yu only felt that his nerves were vulnerable, and what happened today pushed him to the abyss of regret and jealousy. If Jian Sui Ying had not stopped him, he knew he would have killed Jian Sui Lin.
He looked at Jian Sui Ying's indifferent and lifeless appearance, and his heart ached as if he was too late. He knocked down the proud, energetic and immortal Jian Sui Ying to the ground so that others could take advantage of him and trample on him at will.
In fact, the guiltiest person is Li Yu.
Jian Sui Ying, unable to exert himself, can only say, "Let go of..."
"No way, I will never let you go again... Brother Jian, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.” In the face of enormous grief and regret, Li Yu could no longer pretend to be a little calm. His tears flowed into Jian Sui Ying's collar. Jian Sui Ying felt hot in the back of his neck. Li Yu sobbed low in his ear.
In the early morning of the New Year, the streets were covered with grey mist. The visibility of the naked eye was no more than a dozen meters. Looking ahead, there was no pedestrian on the road. Far away, it was completely hidden in the mist. It's like the whole space, the whole world, only two of them are left, one standing stiffly in place, the other holding hands, holding each other's unspeakable pain, clinging to each other's body, but the heart is separated by thousands of rivers and mountains.
You’re sorry?
Jian Sui Ying just wants to laugh. In this world, there are too many people who owe him, but the last thing he needs is to apologize and make a fxck of it. He is still him, how many falls, how many detours he has made, how much hardship he has suffered. Apologies can hardly make up for half a point. It is more difficult for him to step on his foot and say "I'm sorry" to him again, it just felt like scolding him.
Jian Sui Ying grabbed his hand and broke it off forcefully. "I'm not scarce. How far do you go for this?"
Li Yu urgently said, "You should at least wear your clothes..."
Jian Sui Ying kicked him back, stared at him with red eyes and shouted, "I'm fxcking tired of it! Get out of here! Li Yu, I'm sick of you. Don't let me see you again!"
The sadness on Li Yu's face slowly solidified. He looked at Jian Sui Ying with thorns all over his body. His throat seemed to be pinched by one hand and he could not speak.
"You're all fxcking sick! It's disgusting! One by one is not a good thing, I Jian Sui Ying poured blood mold will remember you... Fxck off! Get out of here!” Jian Sui Ying grabbed his overcoat on his shoulder and shook it hard on Li Yu's head. "Get out of here!"
He twisted and trotted down the main road.
He now wants to find a place to sleep well, just a person, people are surprised, who knows who once lived with you sweetly, when to give you a knife behind your back, who knows in front of you respectful and obedient people, in the face of you in the heart of what sinister ideas.
It's so disgusting. These people are so fxcking disgusting. He'd like to never see them for a lifetime.
He's had enough. Fxcking enough.
Jian Sui Ying rushed all the way to the main road and finally saw a taxi passing by.
He stopped the car and sat on it without hesitation. He shut Li Yu, who had been following him, out of the car.
He quickly returned to Xiao Zhu's residence.
At this time he wished he could open the door and see the beautiful little boy laughing and letting him in and asking him what he wanted to eat at night. Unfortunately, it was only the cold of the room that greeted him at this time.
He kicked off his shoes, climbed onto the bed, wrapped himself tightly in a quilt, closed his eyes and began to sleep.
It was his grandfather who woke him up by telephone and asked him when he would come.
It occurred to him that he had promised his grandfather to go to Qinhuangdao on the first day of the new year.
He had lost his voice and was still asleep. It sounded very convincing to say that he was ill and couldn't go for the time being.
His grandfather busily asked him if someone had taken care of him or not. The doctor's visits during the Spring Festival were not good-looking, so he was in a hurry.
Jian Sui Ying comforted him by saying that he would just rest for two days.
The old man said he would go to Beijing to see him.
In the past, the old man was absolutely free-range mover to him. Even if he rolled in mud or came back with a wound one day, the old man didn't pay much attention to it. In his opinion, boys have to rush around without asking questions. This time he didn't know what's wrong. Maybe the old man is getting old. Maybe it's because he's been so frustrated recently that the old man is so worried that he wants to come and accompany him when he's sick.
Jian Sui Ying's heart was slightly sour, but he did not want to see anyone, or would not let the old man toss over.
The old man had no choice but to say that he could not go, but the driver Lao Wu was going back to Beijing this afternoon to visit his relatives. He had to drop in to give him something to eat, which was not delicious after a good time. He thought he had come to do it today, and he had to eat it while it was hot today.
The old man was stubborn and no one could persuade him. Jian Sui Ying could not help but promise to tell him Xiao Zhu's address.
After being woken up by the phone call, he could not sleep any more.
In fact, he also knows that what he lacks is not sleep, but he has nothing to do now. Only by sleeping, can he temporarily not recall what happened in this period of time.
He knows it's not a good time, but he can't help but think back a little bit, which step he has taken wrong, before he reached to this point today. Maybe from the day he saw Li Yu, everything had been arranged. Someone was waiting for him to jump into the pit. Someone was crouching to throw stones into the pit.
The more he thought about it, the more headache he felt, the more inaccurate his eyes were, as if the air had melted around him, giving him the illusion of suffocation.
He suddenly realized that he was really sick.
At this time, the mobile phone rang, Jian Sui Ying pressed the call button, a burst of fireworks came from the opposite side, and then Xiao Zhu jubilantly shouted, "Master Jian, Master Jian, Happy New Year."
Jian Sui Ying opened his mouth and felt like he had a sour nose.
Having never entered this dark and narrow bedroom, he seemed to have been isolated from the whole world, hiding in a corner alone and avoiding everything he did not want to face.
Jian Sui Ying, how can you live a better life?
Betrayed by a lover, run away from home after being scammed, and then raped by his brother. It's all in a mess, Jian Sui Ying. You're home now. It's disgraceful. Are you even a fxcking man?
Xiao Zhu shouted over there, "Master Jian? Did you hear me? Master Jian? Shall I change to a quiet place?"
Jian Sui Ying raised his neck and stretched out his eyes to prevent tears from flowing out.
"Master Jian? Can you hear me?"
Jian Sui Ying bit his lower lip hard, cleared his throat and said in a calm voice, "Happy New Year."
Xiao Zhu said happily, "I'm too noisy here. Did you go to Qinhuangdao? I haven't been to Qinhuangdao yet, but my family is very busy here. You have a good New Year's Day.
"When will you come back?"
"Didn't you book me a ticket for the seventh day?"
"Make it early."
"Ah?"
"Come back early, I miss you."
Xiao Zhu was silent for a moment, then his voice trembled, "Okay... Okay, I, I'll go back earlier."
After hanging up the phone, Jian Sui Ying threw his cell phone aside and lay in bed, looking at the snow-white ceiling.
I don't know how long it took for the doorbell to ring.
Calculating the time, he knew Lao Wu was supposed to give him something, but he was too lazy to stand up and open the door. He was too lazy to move his fingers.
The doorbell rang several more times, and suddenly it was quiet. Then he heard the door being screwed open.
Jian Sui Ying tried to recall whether he had locked the door after he entered, but he couldn't remember. He only knew Lao Wu came in and went to the bedroom.
He lifted the quilt over his head and muffled, "Lao Wu, let's put the kitchen away."
Instead of withdrawing, the other side put the bedside cabinet in place, and then gave a loud and forceful cry, "Brother."
Jian Sui Ying lifted the quilt.
He is too allergic to being called Brother. If Jian Sui Lin dares appear in front of him at this time, he does not know if he can restrain himself and not let his family bloodline die.
Then when he saw the visitor, he was stunned.
In front of him stood a strong young man with a short floor inches haircut, red ears and a bright smile. The whole man looked energetic and masculine.
At that moment, Jian Sui Ying really didn't recognize who he was.
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